My Dad

“You never said too much but still you showed the way, and I knew from watching you”  (David Gates)

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Today would have been my father’s 86th birthday but he died at the ridiculously young age of forty nine. He really was a lovely man, and not just because he was my dad. He was kind – a gentleman with a gentle nature.  It’s hard to believe that it’s so many years since I’ve seen him and I still miss him very much.

I wrote recently that I had joined a Facebook group which chronicles people’s memories of the town in which we live and that many members had posted copies of old photographs of the town as it was in times gone by. One of those photographs included my dad with his colleagues, taken in the 1960s,  and I was very touched by the comments that this prompted:

‘I think that many of us wanted to be like him. I was lucky to have worked with him’

‘A kind and lovely man who was hugely respected by his colleagues’

‘He was a great guy. Firm but fair and it was a pleasure to have known him’

These comments are all the more special because those who wrote them had no idea that his son and daughter would be reading them. They are from people that I don’t know. Dad was recognised in the photo and people who knew him thought enough of him to mention him by name.




18 thoughts on “My Dad

    1. Thank you. My dad died just before my 25th birthday, Jules. I feel that my children were cheated out of a man who would have been a fabulous granddad.


  1. What a beautiful post, thank you for sharing it, My Dad has been gone 15 years and I still miss him. The quote about memories leaking out was lovely.


    1. Thank you. It is a lovely quote, isn’t it? Sums it up perfectly. Yes, those of us who were lucky enough to have a special Dad never stop missing them.


  2. Thats was a lovely read. We are away in Scotland at the moment. At night in the hotel there is entertainment. On tuesday night a singer. He sang if i could dance with my father again. An old Luther Van Dross classic. Exactly the same happened to me thinking about my lovely dad. Tears welled up in my eyes too. He died at 89 – 8 years ago. So i was lucky to have been with him most of my life. I still miss him xx


    1. Thank you. The missing never goes away, Wendy. I had tears running down my face when I typed this. we’ve had three wonderful holidays in Scotland and are off to Edinburgh (never been there before) in a few months. Enjoy yourselves.


      1. Edinburgh is a very interesting place to visit. We bought a bus & attraction ticket which gave you reduced entry into many places. Have a look for that. It maybe of help to you. Have a good time. X


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